Margy and I went to Crescent Beach late yesterday afternoon. As we were leaving, a harbor seal pup came onto the shore. What is it about our species that we so love these encounters with other species, with wild species? Is it the kinship we feel when we look into their eyes gazing back at us? Or the otherness we feel, the differences magical and intriguing?
It was our first time this season going into the open water. So cold! But after some time in the water, it was delicious. The ocean itself would have been enough yesterday–the way it transformed my body chemistry into a greater sense of ease and well-being. And then, sitting in the sun warming up on the sand. Since I have had thyroid disease, it has been harder for me to warm up after swimming, but this time I wore a light hoody, and the air was still warm at 6 p.m. so I was fine. Later, I changed back into dry clothes and sat and read, while Margy went in for another swim.
I had carried some of our stuff to the car about 7:30 p.m. when the seal pup first arrived. As I met Margy heading into the changing room, she told me about it, so I went back to down to the beach. The little group of twenty or so people who were still on the beach were gathered near the pup at a respectful distance. Someone had called the proper wildlife people to let them know. The pup just lay there looking at everyone, calmly, perhaps resting, perhaps wondering what to do.
After several minutes, they turned around and started heading back toward the water, moving slowly and steadily over the sand. As the pup reached the waves, they turned as if to say goodbye, (or maybe, “I don’t think this was where I meant to land”) and then slid right in and swam away down the beach.
Who can resist those eyes?
Thank you so much for sharing this. It made my day!
Amazing how wild creatures can do that!